chapter 13

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Hyunjin hated socialising.

He knew that. It was nothing new.

He hated loud places.

He knew that. It was nothing new.

He hated people.

He knew that. It was nothing new.

But still, he went to parties.
He left the safe of his home and got himself lost to the beats and between the sweaty bodies of those horny teenagers.
He at least got something at the end of the night.

That's why he didn't mind it much usually.

But tonight, it was hella different.

Tonight, he felt like throwing up the moment he walked to the party.

His friends were already going to do their own things. They didn't leave him behind, not at all, but Hyunjin wasn't sure if he'd want to trail behind them for the whole night.

He had a boyfriend, after all.

A boyfriend that he had no idea where he is.

He looked for Taemin. He really did.

But no matter where Hyunjin looked, he just couldn't find him.

At first, he convinced himself that maybe the older is gonna be late.
He'll find him eventually.

But then, time passed away, not like Hyunjin was keeping track of it, and there was still no sign of the boy.

So, ignoring the bitter feeling in his stomach, Hyunjin got himself lost between the so many drinks on display.
He poured himself a drink after another, to the point where he felt his bladder about to give up on him.

With the new giving information, Hyunjin moved his drunk body to the bathroom.

A group of drunken boys pushed their way to the bathroom.

Laughing and talking loudly as they blowed their smoke in the tight air of the said bathroom.

"God, that girl was amazing!"

"I agree! It was a shame Taemin couldn't get a taste."

One of them teased.

"No, thank you, that's not my type."

"He is taken, remember?"

It was silent for a moment as the boys stared at each other before they started laughing pnce again.

"Fuck! That was hilarious! Taken my ass!"

"Though, Taemin, when are you breaking things off?"

"Yeah, man, the dare is already over."

Taemin took a breath from his cigarette, puffing it out, before he spoke.

"Soon, I can't take that bitch anymore.

    His attitude is too much for his pretty face."

"I pity him, you know?

     The poor boy is so in love with you. He'd do anything you say.

     I heard you're the first guy he ever actually dated."

And they started laughing again.

"That's cause no one will be able to keep up with his shit. Just cause he is pretty and is amazing in bed doesn't mean everyone is in love with him.

    He is not even in love with himself!"

"So when are you gonna end this?"

"I'll have a great fuck with him tonight, then I'll end it.

    Let's go now, I have to find him and give him some sweet talk so I can take him to bed tonight."

Hyunjin sat there in one of the bathroom's stalls, his hands over his mouth as his body shook.

He tried his best to contain his sobs. He really tried.

But once he was sure no one was in the bathroom anymore, he couldn't help but let out a loud cry.

Why?

Why did he have to find out?

Why did he have to be here?

He'd like it better if he continued living in a lie, believing that the older actually loved him.

He'd like it better if he didn't hear him.

Cause as much as he doesn't want to admit it, I hurts so fucking much!

And as much as he was used to getting hurt, it still pains him every fucking time!

Sucking it up, he got up, left the stall, and walked to the sink.
He splashed cold water over his face, trying his best not to make it obvious that he was crying.
He took a big breath before leaving the bathroom.

Stumbling a little to his steps, since he was still not that sober, Hyunjin tried finding his way back to the main room where the party was hosted.

Suddenly, though, he stopped walking.

He stopped walking and just stood there looking as if he was staring at a ghost, a ghost that he Oh so fucking much loved.

"Hyunjin."

As the familiar voice said his name, Hyunjin didn't know what spell was put on him, but he started crying again.

He cried and sobbed even more as he felt his best friend's hands wrap around him.

He cried and sobbed even more as he felt his best friend's warm and safe embrace.

"Hey- baby, it's okay. Why are you crying? What happened?"

"Lix- he lied to me! He.....he lied! It was all fucking lies!"

"Hyunjin, please calm down so I can understand you."

It took Felix some force to drag boh his and Hyunjin's body inside the bathroom again.

He helped the crying boy wash his face once again, getting rid of the tear stains.

And once Hyunjin was calmer, and his body seemed less shaky and more stable, Felix asked him again.

"Hyunnie, what happened?"

The said boy looked at his best friend with a sad smile on his face.

"He lied to me, Lix, he lied, and you were right.

  It was a dare. They dared him to date me. He thinks I'm pathetic, and honestly, he is right.

I am pathetic, and at this point, I'm convinced I'm the problem.

Maybe I'm not made to be loved. Maybe I'm the side character that stands in the end watching the main characters fall in love.

    They were all right."

Felix's eyebrows frowned deeper the longer he listened.
I mean, yeah, he had a bad feeling about Taemin, but this was overboard.

"Baby, what are you talking about! That sick bastard can't call you pathetic when he went so low to be part of this disgusting game!

   Those people know fucking nothing about you so they don't get to judge you!

    You deserve to be loved! If I can describe love in one words it'll be you! Cause you are love Hyunjin! You're the closest thing to love I've ever had the  pleasure to meet!

    I'll make that fucker regret the day he let his hands on you, do you hear me?

    I'll make every one of them pay for it!

Cause no one gets to hurt you that way ever."

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